Nature smiles at the irony

that is on display in the side step of land

that acted as the border between the heathen

appreciation and the Godly interloper. The whisper

that has seen the branches of green rise up

and mushroom their canopy of shade

over the entire wall and threatens to engulf

and convert the minds of all

who live down St. Andrews Road into saluting

the wonder

of environmental progress as the battle for hearts and minds

is out of control.

 

It won’t last of course,